Tag: Neurodivergence

  • I, Didymus

    I, Didymus

    And today, without my mother, we are adrift. Twins out at sea, using the oars that life gave us to paddle to a shore that flickers in and out of sight.

  • “Dream Out Loud”

    “Dream Out Loud”

    This summer has taught me that life is too short. Life has always been a struggle for me… forcing myself into day-to-day life in accordance with neurotypical standards is like jamming a square peg into a tiny round hole, and it has caught up to me.

  • I want to catch it before I lose it

    I want to catch it before I lose it

    Air is violently bellowed through, blowing out impurities — carbon, silicon, detritus…. Some of the carbon is processed back in, and under intense and loving human ingenuity, an element is alloyed into a synthetic wonder — man-made, yet of nature. Everybody loves my mom, because she is the quiet foundation that holds us all together…

  • A Light Reign

    A Light Reign

    Cliche caches in in the end. A most loyal obedient friend. It’s good to be king Of one tiny thing On which your life may depend.

  • One Must Imagine…

    One Must Imagine…

    You play the cards you’re dealt — until you can’t. What happens after every trade, bluff, and plea has been exhausted is where the real work begins. A meditation on bricolage, Camus, and a wily king who cheated Death twice before he ever touched a boulder.

  • Silent G

    Silent G

    Some of the most interesting words in the Engish language begin with a psylent consonant.

  • See You Next Wednesday Addams Rib: A Day Late & A Dollar Short

    See You Next Wednesday Addams Rib: A Day Late & A Dollar Short

    I Am: A Play On Words I am a play on wordsIamb, a play on wordsNo rhyme or reason for rhythm to seize the cadenceBefore it fades into backgroundCosmic radiation and sonic swoon…How many angels were pierced by the head of this pen?Bleeding ink whenever I think toArticulate, gesticulate at the black skyA finger pointing…

  • Taleyew Mist (You Talk Too Much)

    Taleyew Mist (You Talk Too Much)

    I’ll never heal because I feel everything. It’s all a mess, but I confess — this is my nest.

  • Con Stellation

    Con Stellation

    That’s all I ever really wanted. To be a star. Not a moon, not a sun… A star. Not famous, not a God. A star.

  • Tommy’s Shadow

    Tommy’s Shadow

    You have a way with people, Tommy. You are thoughtful and caring. People see that. I’m proud of you. You do it naturally. He thinks I do this naturally?